Rushing to the gate of the courtyard, Niu Jinda had already seen that his son, Niu Weituo, who had lost his left foot, was limping out of his legs.

Excited, even a little crazy, he walked around the courtyard. "I can really go, can I?"

"Veto!" Suddenly, a hoarse roar made Niu Weituo, who was so excited that he couldn't help himself, stiffen and turn his head.

Seeing his father standing at the gate of the courtyard, who was already in tears, Niu Weituo took a step, a little staggering, but extremely determined, and walked towards his father.

"Dad, look at me...... I can do without crutches, I can walk around on my own, you see, I might even crouch down and stand up......"

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Cheng Chubi stood on the corridor at the door of the room, looked at the father and son who couldn't speak, saw the old tearful Niu Jinda, and saw the moment that seemed to be there.

Niu Weituo, who suddenly burst out of the emotions that had been pent up for several years, and the Niu Jinda who chased after him.

Quietly stopped, and the father and son hugged and cried their father Cheng Jin.

Cheng Chubi saw that he was widowed in his heart, and the big guys cried, which was really uncomfortable.

The eldest brother and the second brother also had red eyes, but they all twisted their heads hypocritically, and quietly wiped their eyes and put on an arrogant posture.

It seems that they are afraid that others will see their true feelings revealed, which will damage the old Cheng family's tradition of the iron man who sheds blood without tears.

The conscientious craftsman gave advice to Cheng Chubi on the side.

"Third son, Niu Gongzi's gait seems to be a little wrong, maybe the bottom of this prosthetic limb is a little slanted, I'm afraid it needs to be adjusted."

"Let's wait for a while, let him vent well, and wait until his emotions are stable." Cheng Chubi smiled reluctantly at the uninteresting craftsman.

At this moment, Cheng Chubi was really reluctant to disturb the father and son who were hugging and crying.

For a long time, Uncle Niu, who was crying a handful of snot and tears, eased his and son's emotions a little.

Aware of the countless pairs of gossip eyes around them, they hugged each other, and the tearful father and son suddenly became embarrassed.

On the contrary, the Cheng family was one, two, three, standing not far away with a hippie smile and pointing, and Uncle Niu's old face was a little dark.

Fortunately, at this time, Cheng Yanjin strode forward and glanced at these bastard boys viciously. "What are you doing here, don't go back to the house."

Seeing his father's posture of wanting to pour his kind father's love into his fists and feet, the Cheng family fled back to the house like lightning.

The others couldn't afford to provoke this famous noble bully, and retreated directly.

Cheng Biting Jin turned his head at this time, slapped his face, and smashed three consecutive blows on Niu Weituo's shoulder.

Stroking the thick beard like a steel needle, he looked at the nephew of Wei Tuoxian, whose shoulder was almost dislocated, with black lines on his face, and was still full of tears.

"Okay, your kid is finally full of beards and tails again, he can stand the strength of the old man, and he is still the nephew of Wei Tuoxian that the old man knows. Wowhaha......"

Niu Jinda took advantage of this kung fu and quickly turned his face to wipe the wet marks on his face, and scolded with a smile. "Okay, don't toss this kid, go, the old man will accompany you for a drink."

"Vedore, Daddy, Daddy is very happy." Niu Jinda looked at the son in front of him, who was as tall as himself and had a majestic body no less than himself.

Some sighs, more, it is a sense of relief.

"Okay, go and thank you for those good brothers, Dad and your Uncle Cheng went over first." After thinking about it, he couldn't help but punch Niu Weituo twice in the chest.

Seeing that Niu Weituo just shook his body slightly and stood firmly, this familiar scene had not appeared again for several years.

Niu Jinda's old eyes couldn't help but flush for a while, and he quickly turned his head and walked quickly towards the outside of the courtyard. Left behind the same complicated expression of Niu Weituo.

"Good nephew, good job." Cheng Yanjin also gave Niu Weituo a punch, but this time, it was no longer full of strength, but on behalf of the praise and praise of the elders.

Seeing Cheng Yanjin catch up with his father, he didn't know what to say, and then he saw Cheng Yanjin running forward quickly.

The father seemed to want to kick with his foot, but he kicked in the air, watching the two elders frolic like children.

Niu Weituo laughed, but at some point, tears overflowed his eyes again, and after wiping them carefully, he lowered his head and glanced at the prosthetic leg of his left foot.

He took a step and strode towards the room with a sneaky look on his face.

"Cheng Lao Er, Cheng Lao Er." As he walked, Niu Weituo screamed.

Cheng Shiliang, who was cowering in the room, poked his head out. "What do you want me to do?"

Niu Weituo stood in the open space in the courtyard, and looked towards Cheng Yile.

"Are you kid happy to play with me, eight catties, bring two lances."

"Win, the Persian scimitar you liked last time belongs to you, how about it?"

"Oops...... That's what you said. Hearing this, Cheng Chuliang's eyes lit up.

"Nonsense, dare not."

"Heh, there's nothing that the good men of our old Cheng family don't dare to do, the second brother is up, I can't get him, I'll go back to the big brother in a while."

“……”

Cheng Chubi's face was a little dark and he looked at the big brother who was not ashamed. Can you get a face?

Anyway, Brother Niu and our old Cheng family are good friends, why are you so bad.

Brother Niu is really an honest and honest person, and he agreed without hesitation, and even invested money to seduce Cheng Boss for a while.

"Good! But let's do it with your second child, and we'll come back later, I lost this one, and the Persian scimitar belongs to him. ”

"I'll just take the rest of the bets you want."

"Okay, that's a deal." Cheng Chumo was overjoyed, he had just been in the room to enjoy and play with it, and there were really several good weapons that were pleasing to the eye.

Cheng Chubi, who came from the future, so far, Cheng Sanlang, who was quite passable in addition to playing steel shovels, also squatted on the corridor with a group of people.

Seeing that the excited Niu Bajin brought two long lances, one was thrown to Niu Weituo, and the other was thrown to Cheng Chuliang, who had already left the field and was moving his fists and feet.

However, these two long shots have removed the sharp tip of the lance, after all, it is just a competition, and it is not suitable to kill people.

"Come, how about three strikes?" Cheng Chuliang shook the lance, and saw that the long lance seemed to be played by him.

Seeing that Cheng Chubi was envious, he applauded again and again, during this time, he was escorted by his father to practice martial arts every day.

According to Cheng Biting Jin's words, even if you have the ability to become the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, you can't lose the family martial arts.

What's more, practicing martial arts can not only exercise your will, but also boil your body, think about those Wenchen of the Tang Dynasty.

A two, forty or fifty-year-old, even a fart, a large number of Zhenguan celebrities, have died of various diseases.

A group of rough men who have made contributions on the battlefield have been jumping up and down all day long, thinking of leading the army to the battlefield to make meritorious contributions and fight to the death.

As long as they are not seriously injured or fall directly on the battlefield, or fall because of political struggles, almost all of them are seventy or eighty years old, and they can still nourish and moisten their great-grandchildren.

This proves a truth that exercise is good for your health and good for a long life.

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